Adam's expression was strained as Ann slowly unzipped his trousers and undid the fastening, allowing them to drop to the floor.
"Ann..."
"Hush, my Alpha, " she purred as she slid his boxers down, "I want to pleasure you a little while you finish what you started."
Ann ran her hand gently along the shaft and began stroking it in a rhythmic motion as he growled lightly and leaned forward once more, his cock right above Ann's face as he ravaged her body with renewed vigor.
His touch was rougher than before, a little more insistent as he nipped and sucked fiercely at her breasts, as she moaned her approval.
His fingers resumed their work on her clitoris, but he wasted no time in slipping three fingers inside of her this time, earning a cry of pleasure from her lips as he thrust his fingers in and out of her with little care for her limits.
Ann matched the speed of his thrusts with the speed of her strokes, and his breathing became heavier as her pace increased.